A BRIEF HISTORy...

In order to understand where we are now, we must at the very least ACKNOWLEDGE where we've been.

I remember looking over the railing at the Puget Sound.  My then-husband and I were staying at a friend’s house while visiting the PNW.  It was early morning, everyone else was asleep, and I could see my silhouette on the water.  I didn’t recognize it.  I didn’t recognize myself. 

I stood on that dock at 230 pounds. Unhappy, unhealthy, failing marriage, uncertain career prospects.  I felt disgusted with the form I was looking at, and ashamed to acknowledge everything I’d allowed to happen to get me to that place.

I’m sure eventually I’ll share more about the interpersonal workings of my life at that time…a scathing tell-all biography…but for now, it’s just a tangential detail. 

The point is that I hated myself. 

I hated the sacrifices I’d made.  I felt broken beyond repair and knew in my heart of hearts I was on the fast track to shuffling off of the mortal coil. 

I made a call to a nutrition coach I’d read an article on.  I tried not to cry on the call. 

I cried a lot. 

They charged me an egregious amount of money.  Straight up took advantage of how emotionally vulnerable I was in that moment.  I don’t regret it, because it led me to the people who really WOULD go on to help me change my life, but that first experience with nutrition coaches certainly soured me early on in my road to re-discovering who I was.

I worked with QUALITY nutrition coaches for years.  They cared about me, and my success.  They asked me good questions when I got “the fuck its.”  They held me with care and accountability.  They helped me question my beliefs about my limits, my potential, and what I truly wanted for myself. 

I lost weight.  Slowly, at first.  Then faster. 

As I got more control over the way I was nourishing myself, I got more control over the way I was showing up for myself in other arenas too. 

My marriage got better.  And by that I mean I ended it. 

And learning to be a single mom in a new city was a whole basket full of challenges that felt insurmountable EVERY SINGLE TIME something came up…until I’d surmount it.

My work got better.  And by that I mean I left jobs that felt steady but stagnant.  Reliable but soulless. 

And with each TOUGH BUT RIGHT decision I made for myself…I got better.  I stopped feeling like I was barely holding it together…I started to thrive. 

I did “cut cycles” which was just the verbiage we chose for “dieting aggressively for a given period of time.”  My body changed a lot in those phases, but I really struggled to integrate the identity piece. 

Every 10-15 pounds or so was a new set of baggage to unpack from adolescence. I took it slower than I probably needed to. 

I don’t regret the time I dedicated to the task.  It helped me better serve others.

I started coaching folks on their own nutrition journeys in 2019. 

Some wanted to lose weight.  Some wanted to gain muscle.  Some wanted to learn to eat regularly again, after years of depression-eating. Some wanted to nourish themselves for sport. Some wanted to change their lives entirely, and figured their food was as good a place to start as any. 

There are no right or wrong reasons to want to work with a nutrition coach. 

There are no right or wrong goals to have (but I DO promise we talk about every one of yours to ensure it’s actually a goal of YOURS, not just what you think you SHOULD want)

I’m not saying that I’m the only coach who could connect with you and help you make the changes you hope to see…

I’m only here to tell you:

If I could. 

You can. 

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You’re not trapped.  You’re not stuck.  You’re not broken. 

It’ll go slower than you want. (almost always)

But it’ll be worth it all the same.